Douluo the god of justice

Chapter 57

The skinny old man on the high platform showed a smile that didn't seem fake.

"The overall situation is set."

Bibi Dong raised her eyebrows slightly, but she didn't notice it.

Feng Qingyan's sixth soul ring lit up for the first time on the stage.

"Wind, strong wind, strong wind blows and clouds fly!"

The wind, the invisible wind, the high wind, the strong wind, the violent wind, once again ravaged the entire arena, and the black mist already looked like it was at the end of its strength.

Dead Order's pupils shrank slightly, and he squeezed his right hand falsely, and the skeleton horse exploded in response, turning into a black mist.

But this black mist can't control the overall situation at all, a ruthless look flashed in Death Order's eyes, and the huge phantom also collapsed instantly, turning into a large cloud of black mist, once again evenly matched with Gale.

At this moment, a sword passed behind Death Xu, and this time Death Xu's body trembled violently.

When Feng Qingyan pulled out the wind sword, Death Order was half kneeling on the ground with the knight's sword in his hand, spitting out a mouthful of black blood.

The source of Death Order's ability to be immortal is precisely that phantom, and Death Order's killing of chickens and eggs eventually failed.

Fortunately, Feng Qingyan's sword didn't pass through Death Xu's heart.

The strong wind on the field disappeared along with the black mist, and the ring was already in a mess, with holes pierced by long spears, traces of the strong wind, and corrosion by the black mist.

With the half-kneeling Death Order and Feng Qingyan standing proudly, the result of this battle is already obvious.

Zhang Hen jumped onto the arena and frowned looking at the messy arena. Now these young people can really build it. You must know that the arena was built according to the standards of the soul emperor.

Zhang Hen summoned the martial soul, the mighty God Shaking Bull. The eighth black soul ring on his body shone slightly, and the ring instantly returned to its original state.

You must know that the God Shaking Bull is a martial spirit known as the Son of the Earth, and repairing the ring is just a piece of cake for Zhang Hen.

Zhang Hen put away his martial soul and came to Death Xu, because Death Xu was still conscious, so he asked softly.

"How are you, do you need treatment?"

Dead Order numbly shook his head, held the knight's sword in his hand, stood up with difficulty, and staggered off the ring.

Someone from the Holy Spirit Sect immediately went to support Death Order, and a person who was also covered in a black robe took out a dark red pill and gave Death Order to swallow.

As Zhang Hen announced that the Holy Spirit taught the next contestant to play.

It was the man in black who had just given the Death Order pill came up.

"Sanguinius."

Sanguinius' voice is completely different from the previous two Holy Spirit Cult players, it's not ugly, on the contrary, it has a beautiful and temperamental feeling.

As the referee announced the start of the game.

Feng Qingyan took the lead in summoning the martial soul, and the battle with Death Order consumed too much soul power, and now the soul power in her body is less than [-]%.

Feng Qingyan must end the battle as soon as possible, even while saving her soul power, and defeat as many people as possible.

There was no soul ring on Sanguinius, but several monsters appeared in front of him.

A four or five meter tall giant made of human corpses and fat, disgusting!
A normal human-sized zombie in tattered armor.

One has a body like a snake, but has three heads, namely a human head, a dog head, and a pig head.

On the high platform, the old man frowned slightly, "Summoning Martial Spirit, but why didn't even show the soul ring, it seems to be a dark Martial Spirit of high quality, this Holy Spirit Cult must not stay."

Long Immortal also had a serious face, "Sect Master Jin is right, after this competition, the Holy Spirit Cult cannot exist no matter what, what do you think the Pope?"

Bibi Dong showed a smile for the first time, "Naturally."

Feng Qingyan on the stage did not hesitate, the first spirit ring flickered slightly, and the whole body turned into a stream of light, darting towards Sanguinius.

As long as Sanguine Les is defeated, the three monsters will naturally disappear, and Feng Qingyan will naturally not be entangled with the monsters.

But since the Holy Spirit Sect already knew Feng Qingyan's speed, how could it be possible to send a person with such obvious defects on the field.

The hatred directly blocked Feng Qingyan's charge path, just as Feng Qingyan adjusted her direction slightly, the zombie had quietly approached Feng Qingyan.

The wind sword slashed out, and the seemingly tattered ancient armor on the zombie's body was surprisingly defensive, and the wind sword did not leave a trace on it.

The zombie clawed at Feng Qingyan, but Feng Qingyan easily dodged it, but at this moment, the ugly human head in the middle of the snake-shaped monster's three heads spat out a gray ray, hitting Feng Qingyan's body.

Feng Qingyan was startled, a sense of weakness came over her, and her meager soul power was consumed at an accelerated rate, and her limbs felt weak for a while.

The zombie took the opportunity to pounce on Feng Qingyan, and threw Feng Qingyan to the ground, just as it was about to bite Feng Qingyan.

The last soul power in Feng Qingyan barely activated the fifth soul skill, and Feng Qingyan instantly appeared on the side of the ring.

Feng Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief, the soul power in her body was almost dry, so she had no choice but to say.

"I surrender."

Sanguinius waved his hand, and the three monsters disappeared in place.

As Feng Qingyan returned to the station, Zhang Hen hesitated for a moment and did not immediately let the members of the Ultimate Sect play, but gave the Ultimate Sect a time to prepare.

Zhang Hen could already see that the ultimate door's winning rate was not high, and the dark horse Yingzang taught by the Holy Spirit was too strong.

Sanguinius didn't say anything about Zhang Hen's unfair behavior, but just stood there silently.

Feng Qingyan pondered for a while at the base of the Ultimate Gate, "Master Referee, we admit defeat at the Extreme Gate and will participate in the ranking competition tomorrow."

Feng Qingyan, who is the strongest in the Extreme Sect, has already lost, and it is useless for the others to go up. The single player is bound to lose.

And even if Feng Qingyan recovered some of her soul power after two, two, three, the three players who had already played on the opposite side could play alone, and it was completely possible to play one in a game.

Except for Feng Qingyan who is sure to win the game of Extreme Gate, the other two games are also likely to lose.

Since the result is already so obvious, why continue, and there will be a chance to challenge the semi-finals in the ranking match later, there is no need to die now.

Retaining strength is the best strategy for Ultimate Gate at present.

Zhang Hen nodded, and announced, "The semi-finals promotion match, the Holy Spirit Cult will play against the Ultimate Gate, the Holy Spirit Cult will advance, and the last semi-finals promotion match will start in the afternoon."

On the high platform, the old man's face was not very good-looking. Although he could understand Feng Qingyan's thoughts, he had lost after all. Even if he succeeds in the challenge later, he would still be a loser.

The old man said angrily, "I still think we should get rid of them now, these evil spirits shouldn't exist."

Bibi Dong raised her eyebrows slightly, "No, since you have participated in the competition, you should be protected by the rules of the competition, and the martial spirit is born, and whether it is evil or not mainly depends on the soul master himself."

"It cannot be said that a person's fate is determined by a martial soul. Everyone has the right to choose their own path."

Long Bushi also frowned slightly, "Don't be excited, Sect Leader Jin, it would really be bad if we attack them just after they've just advanced, let's talk about it after the competition is over."

The old man's face became more and more ugly, but he didn't speak again.

Long Bushi was thinking about some problems solemnly, and there was something weird, and Long Bushi noticed something was wrong.

The corners of Bibi Dong's mouth curled up slightly, as if thinking of something happy.

　The third watch is over, I hope you are satisfied with the judges.

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(End of this chapter)